Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter, but if I ever do, you'll be the first to know.

AN: Oh my goodness. I feel so bad I haven't updated in almost a month, what is wrong with me?? School started for me and its just been crazy, but I promise I'm going to try and stay on track. So sorry about the wait guys, won't happen again!

The first month of school for the first years was going rather well. After the incident during potions, Fred and Angelina had reached some sort of unspoken truce. They weren't exactly best friends, but they weren't insulting each other twenty-four seven, either. The rest of the Gryffindors were all getting along exceptionally as well.

One chilly October morning, as they were having breakfast in the Great Hall, Fred made a very valid point.

"Halloween's coming up you know." he informed them all.

This was true, Halloween was only a week away.

"Point being?" Katie asked him.

"Well, don't you wanna do something memorable?" Fred asked them all.

"Why would we do anything 'memorable' for Halloween?" Angelina scoffed.

"Oh come on, its our very first Halloween here. We need to do something really cool!" Fred was beginning to get frustrated at his friends lack of enthusiasm.

"What did you have in mind, Fred?" asked George. Fred could always count on him to go along with his schemes.

"I say we sneak out of the Gryffindor common room and walk around the school. It'll be really scary, since its night and all, and there's probably lots of ghosts walking around…" he started.

"Er, Fred, not to be rude but, you and George haven't already gotten 12 detentions for no reason. Do you really want to add to the collection?" Alicia asked tenderly.

"I think it's a brilliant idea!" piped up Lee.

Fred beamed at him. "Yeah girls, come on, where's your sense of adventure?" he asked.

"My sense of adventure is pretty limited to hanging around you." said Angelina dryly.

"Every day is a new adventure, isn't it?" Fred replied slyly, giving her a wink. Angelina rolled her eyes but chose to bite her tounge.

"I'll do it." said Katie, who had been quietly eating her toast.

"That's my girl." said Lee, clapping her on the back.

"I'm not your girl. I just think it would be fun." she shrugged.

Angelina and Alicia glared at her, obviously disgusted.

"You're joking, right?" asked Alicia.

"Nope! Count me in, boys." she said brightly.

The boys grinned at her. "So what do you say girls, are you in?" George asked.

"Well…if Katie's in, I'm in." Alicia agreed.

Angelina nearly choked on her orange juice.

"Are you off your rocker?? Do you have any idea of the trouble we'd get into if we were caught??" she asked her, shocked at the ludicrous behavior of her friends.

"If being the key word. Come on Ang, live a little! You're going to be all alone in the dormitory on Halloween, and to me that's even scarier." Lee tried reasoning with her.

Angelina seemed to agree with this. "Well, alright. I'll come. But if we get expelled I'm going to sue you boys." she huffed, spreading some marmalade on her toast.

Fred grinned at her. When no one else was looking, she grinned back.

Halloween came very quickly. The next thing they knew, it was the Halloween feast kids were happy to have a break from school.

"Well kiddies, tonight's the night!" Fred said, grinning at them.

"I still think we're crazy." said Alicia disapprovingly.

"But that's why its fun!" said George through a mouthful of mashed potatoes. He had a habit of talking with his mouth full.

"I don't know, I think I'm having second thoughts." said Angelina.

"Oh no no no. You're not getting out if it that easy." Lee told her. "We're in this together."

"We should make a pact." Katie suggested.

"That's a really good idea, lets do it right now." agreed George.

"Tonight, on this All Hallows eve, I (insert name) take this pledge and vow to stick by my newfound allies (aka Gryffindors) and go exploring the school, and I wont back out for ANYTHING--'' Fred started

"Not even a flesh-eating disease or a date with Patricia Stimpson!" Lee interjected.

"Not even a flesh-eating disease or a date with Patricia Stimpson." Fred nodded in agreement.

The girls looked a tad repulsed, but held their hands up in pledge. George did the same. They all repeated Fred's statement.

"There, now you all HAVE TO do it." Fred said triumphantly.

"Technically we don't, that wasn't an unbreakable vow." Angelina smiled triumphantly back.

"Ang, you just took the oath! The pledge! The pact! You can't break it." Lee told her.

"All right, all right. All for one…" she started.

"And one for all." everyone finished.

At the time, the six youngsters didn't realize just how far the silly little pact would carry them.

After everyone had finished eating and Dumbledore made another odd speech, the prefects began ushering the students off to bed. Once in the common room, the group was gathered around the fireplace.

"All right team…this is it." Fred started.

"The big one…" George added.

"The one we've all been waiting for." Fred finished.

(Sound familiar?)

Lee yawned. "Let's just get on with it. I'm getting tired."

Alicia, Katie and Angelina, who were all sitting on the couch, nodded.

They all got up, headed towards the door and carefully climbed out of the portrait hole.

"And just where do you lot plan on going at this hour?" asked the Fat Lady.

"Don't worry, lady, we'll be right back." Fred assured her.

They began the long walk down the 7th floor corridor.

"This is creepy…" Alicia shivered.

"I feel like we're being watched." Katie agreed.

"We probably are, all these portraits are alive you know." George pointed out.

"Eek!" squeeked Katie.

"It's all right babycakes, Daddy Lee is gonna take care of you." Lee said, wrapping his arms around her.

"Off. NOW." Katie growled. "Right-o." Lee backed off.

They made their way over to the moving staircase.

"Imagine falling down that." Angelina whispered.

They quietly walked down the stair case, aware of the portraits looking at them.

"Best not get caught, they'll have your head!" a talking picture of a man under a Guillotine warned them.

"We'll take your word for it…" Fred replied.

"OOPH!"

They all turned to see Lee had fallen into the sinking step that you were supposed to jump.

They all sighed and rolled their eyes. "Oh, Lee, really." Alicia said, pulling him up out of the hole.

"That was unpleasant." Lee informed them, looking back at the trick stair.

At the bottom of the stairs, they chose to go down a dark hallway.

"This is better, we're less likely to be seen." said George.

Suddenly, they heard a crash. They looked at each other quite panicked. Ducking into a dark corner, they waited with bated breath to see who would be joining them.

"PFFFFFTT!!" came the sound of a wet raspberry. The following sound of cackling and air being let out of a balloon gave them all their answer.

"Peeves." they all muttered at the same time. They waited for him to whiz by, praying he didn't notice them and blow their cover. He passed without spotting them, but just as they were about to get up and keep moving, another voice sent them back into the corner.

"Peeves, come out come out wherever you are, the Bloody Barron wants to have a word with you." came a slightly sinister voice. They all shivered as the Bloody Barron glided past them down the dark hallway.

Katie had to cover Angelina's mouth as she let out a small gasp. They all crouched, unmoving, until he passed. Finally, when they were sure the coast was clear, they came out.

"That was awful. He's so scary." muttered Katie.

Now extremely alert, the six friends continued down a different hallway until they came to a large, lit up portrait of a pear.

"This is odd." said Fred.

George stroked the picture. "It feels like velvet almost." he said.

Then, to their surprise, the pear giggled.

"What the—''

The portrait swung open, revealing a small hole.

"Bloody hell!" they exclaimed.

They tentatively climbed through the hole to the wonder inside.

"It's a kitchen!" Alicia exclaimed.

And it was indeed a kitchen. With piles and piles of cabinets of food. Candy, cakes, steaks, butterbeers, and….house elves?!

"ACK!" screeched Angelina, as a pair of large green eyes the size of tennis balls was staring into her face.

"Terribly sorry miss, but Tiggy must ask what you are doing here?" The little elf asked sweetly.

"I…we…I don't know…I'm sorry…we didn't—''

"This place is bloody brilliant!" Fred exclaimed.

By now, several other house elves had appeared and were all beaming at him.

"Thank you kind sir, would you like some tea and crumpets?" one offered.

"Priceless. Absolutely priceless." Lee said, shaking his head.

Several more elves appeared, all bearing trays with tea and biscuits.

"Do you…are you the ones that make all the food here?" Katie asked one of them.

"Oh yes, miss. We house elves live to serve Dumbledore. He takes good care of us he does." the tiny elf explained.

"Bloody hell, this is so wicked!" said George.

They were enjoying themselves so much that when the clock in the kitchen chimed, they looked up in alarm.

"Terribly sorry lads and lasses, but the kitchens are closed now. You'll have to go." said one of them.

"But its only—Midnight!? Oh no, Filch will be out patrolling by now. We have to get back." said Alicia in a panic.

They all thanked the house elves and climbed out of the hole.

"Oh, hold up…I've dropped a biscuit…" said Lee, who was carrying an armful.

"LEE!" whispered the others harshly.

"Oh all right keep your pants on…" he said, running after them.

They were almost to the main staircase when they heard the one thing they had been dreading.

"Sniff around, my sweet, they might be hiding in corners…" came the raspy voice of Filch.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god…" Alicia was practically hyperventilating.

"I KNEW we shouldn't have done this, I knew it." Angelina mumbled to herself.

"Quick, in here!" said George, leading them all through a tiny door. They all went through and huddled together in what was apparently a broom closet.

It was so dark that they couldn't see there noses infront of them, but at least Filch couldn't either.

"Okay, whose damn hand is that??" Angelina growled.

"Sorry Angel, I'm one to give in to temptation." said Fred. Angelina hit him upside the head and told him not to call her Angel again or she'd hit him where the sun didn't shine.

As soon as the coast was clear, they squeezed out of the broom closet.

"Guys, I think we should split up. We'll be less likely to get caught. George and I know the way back, so we'll go half and half."

"I'll take Alicia and Katie." said George, knowing leaving Angelina and Fred alone could benefit in their little bet if he tried to cop any more feels.

"Fine, then I'll take Lee and this prude." he said with a nod to Angelina.

"I'm not going with you two, are you kidding? You're gonna fight the whole time and Fred will probably jump out from corners trying to scare me!" said Lee, going along with George's plan.

"Point taken, Lee. You'd better come with us." George agreed.

"Fine, I guess its just you and me, Angel." Fred smirked

"It might just be me if I end up killing you." said Angelina calmly. "We'll see you guys in the common room, be careful!" she said to the rest.

Both groups split in opposite directions. "We should probably take the staircase on the third floor, there's a secret passage in it." Fred told her.

"Well, I'll take your word for it." Angelina said. They walked in the direction of the third floor when they heard footsteps.

"Oh, not again." Angelina groaned. Fred grabbed her hand and dragged her under the convenient stairwell. Filch slowly stalked by the staircase, carrying a lantern and saying "Come out, come out wherever you are."

They could see the faint light of his lantern dying as he walked away.

"That was close, thanks Fred…I guess." Said Angelina.

"Anytime."

"Oh and …would you mind not rubbing your head against my leg? I might have to punch you if you keep doing it." she said to him.

"What? I'm not rubbing my head against your leg…that would be severely awkward, making this moment even more uncomfortable." he told her.

"Exactly, so stop."

"But I'm not—''

"EW, Fred did you just lick my leg?? You sick son of a—''

"Meow."

They both stopped dead.

"Please tell me you just made that meowing sound." she said.

"Er…I was hoping that was you." he said.

They both looked down and saw the bright yellow eyes of a cat.

"MRS. NORRIS!" they both whispered.

"Shoo!" said Angelina. The cat trotted away.

"Damn cats, I hate them." said Fred as they came out from under the stairs.

But before Angelina could make a wise comment about him hating everything, she bumped into something that felt oddly like a person.

"Well, well, well. We are in trouble now, aren't we?" came Filch's rasp.

Fred and Angelina stared at each other wide eyed.

'Oh, crap.'

AN: Phew! That took a lot out of me but I'm glad I got it up! Again, so sorry for the delay and thank you to my reviewers 3 I promise I will have the next chapter up either tonight when I come home or tomorrow. Peace&Love.